Natsu groaned, twisting his lithe body until his entire aching form was on it's side, he slowly opened eyes, blinking before he closed his eyes once more and a smile tugged at his lips, nestling his head deeper and deeper into the plush pillow he held. He breathed a deep but shaky sigh of relief.

It was all just a dream.

It was such a god awful dream too; a horrid nightmare really. Some man, some horrible being of a human man named Jeremy broke into his and Gray's home, attacked him before knocking him unconscious, bound and gagged him, kidnapped him, stole Gray's truck and took him to an unknown place before- Natsu shuddered- he raped him. Raped him in every position known by man, ranging from missionary to doggie style to the coital alignment and each one was more painful and humiliating then the last, though Natsu did his best to fight him off which only served to have the bastard beat him until his vision blurred and he almost lost consciousness. He buried his face deeper into the pillow and let out a shuddered gasp.

But if it was just a nightmare- Then-

Then why did the fear and the pain feel so- so real?

Maybe a nice hot shower would help ease his fears.

He raised himself off the bed with both hands, hissing at the throbbing pain that shot up his spine from his lower back and from the pain the pressure placed on his wrists before slowly but carefully, so as not to agitate the pain he felt anymore, he twisted his body slightly before he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, hearing a small rattling sound somewhere in the distance but chose to ignore it. It was probably nothing. He gasped in pain as he placed both hands on his back and applied pressure to it, arching his body forward. Gods, the pain felt like he had been run over by some car driven by Erza repeatedly.

The covers slipped off his body like water and even in the dim lighting, Natsu, for whatever reason, found that not only did none of his surroundings seemed to click in his mind but he was mildy surprised that he was naked. That wasn't anything new, he often slept naked, so of course, he didn't think of it at first that was until he lifted one of his hands from behind his back to run through his hair and was mildly surprise to find that there, on his wrist wrapped around it like some bracelet, was a large, ugly dark bruise accompanied by a mild laceration that was caked in dry blood. He blinked before bringing his other hand from behind his back and found an almost identical marking on the once smooth surface. His eyes grew wide in confusion and disbelief.

No.

Natsu quickly jumped up off the bed, ignoring the pain that shot through his very core from the action as his brain had decided to catching up with the rest of him, allowing the growing fear he felt from his 'dream' to catch up with him as well. None of this looked like home, none of this looked like his room, none of this made sense, none of this looked familiar but at the same time it was as it looked like the same room from Hell he 'dreamed' himself in. He turned around and found an open door that lead to a bathroom barely stone toss away with an entire interior made of the color of white and ivory. He hoped this wasn't true, none of this was real.

Although he wasn't sure what going to the bathroom would prove.

CLATTER

Natsu was barely was a few feet away from the bed, barely a foot away from the bathroom when he heard that sound again, freezing in place. He looked down himself to see what was making that sound when the blood in his veins turned cold and his heart stopped beating as his golden eyes grew wide in fear. Clasped around his right ankle was a large and heavy looking metal cuff and connected to that cuff was an equally heavy chain that in turn was connected to the bedpost.

He truly was a prisoner.

This wasn't a nightmare.

It was very much real.

Natsu began to hyperventilate as he dashed to the bathroom and stopped dead in his tracks, hands clasped tightly on the edges of a small sink in front of a large mirror. Tears escaped and ran down his cheeks as he examined himself and found that his entire body was covered in dark bruisies, a few small minor cuts littered his body, each covered in dry blood, he had a split lip and large hickies littered his neck and collarbone and each looking more darker then the last. Natsu pushed himself away from the mirror, hugging himself as tightly as he possibly could before turning around, trying to deny this, refusing to believe it. This can't be real, he had to be dreamong-

He screamed.

He screamed, knowing that this was very much real, not the nightmare he hoped it to be, it was the Hell he would never wake up from, he was never to see the light of day ever again, he was never going to see his friends, his family or his Gray ever again. He was genuinely afraid of this Jeremy character, and what he could and would do to him and Gray, what possible harm he could bring to the people he loved. His screams then turned into sobs as tears rolled down his face in larger torrents as he moved back into his 'room' and pushed himself between the bed and a bedside table before curling up into a small ball.

He wanted to wake up.

He wanted to go home.

He wanted Gray.

He jumped when he heard a lock click before the sound of a door swinging open with a loud creak filled the room, filling the pinkette to brim with a new wave of fear as he pushed himself as far back into his little nook as best as he could with poor results as the sound of voices now entered the room. He was back. He was back for round gods knows how many surely, and from the sounds of it, he brought a friend with him.

"So where's the little cutie?"

"He's probably hiding," Natsu trembled, burying his face into his knees. He could pratically hear the smirk on that bastard's face. "I recently discovered he can be a little shy-"

'Don't find me. Don't find me. Please PLEASE don't find me.'

"Oh~ There's the little Spitfire."

Natsu jumped and found himself face to face with Jeremy, the man who would no doubt torture him, beat him, rape him and in the end, kill him before dumping his dead carcass on Gray's doorstep. Behind him stood another man, a tired looking middle aged man who looked as though he hadn't had a decent night's sleep in a long time with dark brown hair lined with silver that had a matching beard mustache combo. His dark brown eyes leered at him, making Natsu feel more exposed then he already was. Natsu narrowed his eyes at him as he studied the new man in front of him, there was something familiar about him.

His eyes widen.

"Quite the catch you got yourself here," he smirked reaching a hand out for the pinkette, causing Natsu push himself further back into the nook. "I'm actually jealous you caught him with little to no problem. I was offered a good sum of jewel to capture this one and failed miserably thanks to that half naked prick."

Natsu paused in his struggles when something clicked his mind. "I remember now..."

"Oh?" The man paused his advance to regard the pinkette with a curious stare.

"You- You were that guy that jumped me. The leader, Montoya," Natsu whispered. "When I was walking home from school six years ago. You were there with three others but my brother arrested you-"

Was this exact scenario what Gray was trying to warn him about 6 years ago?

"And I'm jealous that he at least remembers you," Jeremy sighed dramatically, chuckling. "All I got was that 'huh?' face. It's cute, don't get me wrong but-"

"You sure you won't part with him?" He asked, his hand reaching out for him once more as Natsu tried to avoid the touch. "I'm sure it's not too late to contact my client. I think his number's still the same, I'm sure he can pay you just as handsomely-"

Natsu shuddered.

"Sorry, he's not for sale," Jerome sneered with a wave of his hand as he stood up and moved to the other side of the room and from the sounds of it, began looking for something. "That bastard had his chance. After what he's done- I'm not willing to negotiate with him."

Natsu's eyes furrowed in confusion.

Who was this 'he' they keep talking about?

"Shame," Natsu watched that hand approach his face closer and closer. "We could've wrangled a better deal from him with th- ARGH!"

Natsu's canines flashed briefly before they bit down on the hand that waved itself in front of his face.

Hard.

"AH! FUCK!"

"What? What the hell happened?"

"The brat bit me."

"Ah, of course," Jeremy sighed.

Before Natsu could blink, move or even react, he suddenly found himself yanked on to his feet by bone-crushing grip on his arm before he was thrown like a rag doll onto his back across the bed. He attempted to sit back up only let out a pained gasp as Jeremy straddled the boy's hips, a hand wrapping itself around his throat.

"Get off of me! GET OFF YOU SICK-"

"I think a lesson is in order- Wouldn't you agree, Montoya?"

"Oh, most definitely- Nothing like a good beating to straighten out the most unruly of children-"

"I couldn't agree more-"

That was the only warning Natsu got before the back of Jeremy's hand connected to his cheek, allowing a squeal of pain to escape his throat as he raised his arms in attempt to fight back, kicked his legs, anything to try and push the man off of him and stop his assault. He felt the air being ripped roughly from his lungs as the hand around his neck clenched, making it difficult for the poor pinkette to breathe, diverting his hands to claw weakly at the hand around his neck while the other hand, now a fist, kept connecting with his jaw, cheek and temple. Black spots began invading his vision.

"We do not bite people."

Natsu cried in pain as he was backhanded once more.

"Especially if they're guests," Jeremy snarled. "That's not what good boys do!"

Another slap.

"You understand me?!"

That last blow to his temple had Natsu seeing stars.

"I asked if you understood me! DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND. ME?!"

"YES!" Natsu wailed, fingers clawing desperately at the hand that not only throttled him but was robbing him of his breath as well. "Y-Yes! I understand! Please! I'm sorry! I'M SORRY!"

"We're not going to have a repeat of this-" his voice a dangerous whisper as his grip around the boy's throat tightened. "Now will we?"

"N-No," Natsu choked. "I w-won't do it again... I-I- I've l-learned my lesson-"

"Good boy."

He released his hold on the poor boy's throat as he removed himself off of his bare body allowing Natsu to gulp down large quantities of air into his starved lungs before he let out a cry of pain when Jeremy seized a handful of his pink locks and pulled tightly on them, yanking the boy up and off the bed before he was thrown onto the floor in front of Montoya, on his hands and knees, who watched with sick fascination. Natsu attempted to lift himself back up only to have Jeremy move behind him and placed his boot onto the back of Natsu's neck, forcing the boy's head back down to the ground and forcing Natsu's ass to lift itself high into the air to levitate the pain in his back. He flushed a bright pink and uttered a soft whimper when he felt pressure being applied to the back of his neck.

"And what do you have to say to Mr. Montoya, here?"

Natsu bit his lip.

"Well?"

Natsu shrieked when he felt that boot apply more pressure to his neck, cutting off his air supply. He looked up at the sick bastard in front of him, with anger and disgust as tears started welling up in his eyes from the pain and bit his lip once more.

"I-I- I'm sorry, Mr. Montoya sir p-please forgive me."

"All is forgiven," Montoya smirked, waving his hand. "I'm glad we learned our lesson..."

"I'm truly sorry about that," Jeremy sighed, as he lifted his foot off of Natsu. "I forgot that he tends to bare his teeth when he's cornered."

"Naww- it's okay. It's my fault for not thinking," He smirked, rubbing the wound on his hand. "Such a fiery spirit."

"And that's why I'm gonna love breaking him-"

"Same here. It's just a shame you can't put that mouth of his to better use unless- Chomp."

"Oh sure we can," out of his peripheral from the ground, Natsu could the two men sharing a dark grin. "Go grab my bag. The big one by the door."

"Oh~ What's in it?"

"You'll see."

Natsu could hear the man shuffle away from him and moved a little behind them, listening as he found whatever it was he was looking for before he watched as Montoya moved back into his line of sight once more before bending down and placing a large duffle bag in front of Natsu. Fear began to eat away at the pinkette as began to tremble after seeing the two men share a dark look together and realizing what may all be waiting in there for him.

"Now grab that little 'toy' I was telling you about earlier," Jerome asked, smile growing. "While I hold our little spitfire still."

"Sure."

Natsu's eyes didn't like the sound of that and began to attempt to stand up and attempt to escape from the two men only to have Jeremy seize a handful pf his hair once more and yanked the smaller male onto his feet before throwing him back across the bed but this time on his stomach before his arms pulled tightly behind his back and thick rope wound itself tightly around his wounded wrists and elbows, keeping them painfully in place. Natsu squirmed, trapped underneath Jeremy's body as he pressed his clothed body to Natsu's bare one. He uttered a soft whimper when he felt a pressure against his backside as Jeremy brought one leg up using his knee to force his legs apart before he massaged it into his tender ass. A violent shiver ran up his spine the minute Montoya appeared with the item in question dangling from his hand, held out toward Jeremy and into the pinkette's view.

It looked to be a large thin metal ring with a strap of black leather attached to each end. Natsu remembered seeing something like that on the internet one time and remembered that Gajeel walked in on him and told him what it was and what it was used, causing the pinkette to turn beet red before Gajeel proceeding to give him a hard time about it.

"NO!" He screamed. He thrashed against the body that held him down trying to keep that god awful contraption away from his face. "NO! LET ME GO! YOU DISGUSTING SON OF-"

Natsu yelped as he felt a large hand grabbed a fist full of pink hair, yanking his already tender scalp forcing Natsu's neck to bend back toward him. This in turn forced Natsu to open his mouth in a soundless cry in attempt to equalize the pressure on his neck, which allowed the unknown man to thrust the ring roughly into Natsu's mouth and propping the poor boy's mouth wide before he connected the two leather straps behind his head. Thick tears started to follow from his golden eyes as he tried in vain to close his mouth or remove the ring gag from his mouth with his tongue with no results as drool began to form and flow.

"Gods, I'm already liking the view," Montoya sighed almost longingly as Jeremy removed himself from Natsu's body. "And you're sure you won't let this one go? The idea still stands-"

"I'm pretty sure," Jeremy answered, yanking Natsu off the bed by his hair causing a high pitched whine to escape the pinkette's throat. Jeremy smiled as he pulled the pinkette close, his back flushed against his chest before dragging his tongue from Natsu's jaw to his eye as Natsu tried with to tilt his head away to no avail. "I've had my eye on this one for the longest of time and I'm not about to let him go. Not now, not ever."

Natsu gave his best attempt of a glare at them before he finally relented and began to sniffle and sob. Why couldn't they just kill him and end his humiliation?

Like normal revenge-seeking kidnappers?

"Well, I sure can respect that. So should that bastard," he grinned as he walked around the bed and stood in front of the two. "But you don't suppose I can ask you for a favor can I?"

"Depends on what the favor is-"

He smirked as he sat himself on the edge of the bed in front of them, spreading his legs slightly before fixing Natsu with a leer that made the pinkette feel, once again, more exposed then he currently was. He shifted his gaze to Jeremy fixing him with a smile that Natsu wished he could just punch right off his face before pointing to his groin.

"Suppose I can get a little help downstairs?" His smile grew darker. "After all, I'm still owed a proper apology-"

"Oh but of course," Jeremy answered, a dark smile spreading across his face. "Provided you don't mind helping me out."

"Not at all... After all, cellmates stick together."

Before Natsu could even fathom the meaning behind the two men's words, he found himself forcibly and painfully pushed onto his knees, between the man's legs before sick realization hit the trapped boy hard. Natsu closed his eyes tightly as he heard the man slowly unzip his slacks and began praying to any and all mighty beings above that could hear, not to let this happen. He opened his eyes when he felt a hand reach out and snag on his hair, forced to see a thick, throbbing penis staring down at him that would no doubt be entering his mouth.

"Be a good boy and service our guest properly," Jeremy said in hushed tones. "If he's unsatisfied, there will be hell to pay and we don't want that- Now do we?"

Natsu whimpered.

Had his mouth not been held open by this goddamned ring gag and his hands weren't tied behind his back, he would have protested, fought back, or at least bit the damn thing off the sick bastard's body when it was inserted roughly into his mouth through the ring. A strangely gentle hand rested on the back on his head and he felt his jaw stretch. The head touched the back of his throat and he involuntarily gagged. This didn't seem to stop his intruder, who slowly started his rhythm.

He blinked back more tears upon hearing clicking in the background and out of his peripheral vision, he saw that Jeremy held a video camera in front of his face. With a red light blinking on the one side. His eyes widen as a fresh wave of tears began to make themselves known. He wasn't-

"Smile pretty for the camera, Natsu. I don't want Gray to miss a single moment of your first day."